Chapter 105: OS （6）

Lin Xun froze for a moment, watching the young man stretch his hand towards himself, and stretched out his hand to touch him.
It's a holographic projection, but...
He said: "You look different from what I thought."
Luo rolled his eyes: "What do you want me to look like?"
Said, the light changed, he changed his dress, his silver hair was tied up, wearing a beautiful shirt and waistcoat, like a little master in a medieval manor: "So?"
The junior high school student who changed into a silver-blue school uniform after five seconds: "Is this?"
Changed again, changed to a snow-white costume with wide robes and big sleeves: "This is it."
Change again.
"Fine." Lin Xun said sincerely to the skateboarder with a silver earring in front of him: "Do you really want to listen."
Luo: "Listen."
Lin Xun: "Little Loli, you understand."
Luo stared at him sincerely for three seconds, and his body lit up with a white light when he turned, but after three seconds, the light dimmed again.
"The setting conflicts cannot be executed." Luo Chaodongjun glanced at Lin Xun, "You go and tell him."
Lin Xun looked at Dongjun.
Dongjun raised his eyebrows slightly.
Dongjun: "I thought you liked such a boy."
Lin Xun: "Why do you think so?"
Dongjun: "Guess."
Lin Xun: "I'm curious about the basis of your guess."
He rubbed Luoshen's face, thinking that he had never expressed such a tendency. Why did Dong Jun think he likes this beautiful little boy image.
Dongjun: "Don't you like it? I changed the setting to Lori."
"No, no need," Lin Xun hurriedly said.
After he finished speaking, he said to Luo: "You change back to the first one."
Luo pouted his lips and turned back to the silver long-haired teenager wearing a delicate Chinese robe. The color of his eyes was frost blue, and he looked cold and clear, so the whole face had a pride and indifference.
Lin Xun looked at him and laughed.
Not to mention, he really likes such a beautiful boy, and he wants to hug him when he sees it.
He reached out to touch Luo's face.
Luo jumped back.
Lin Xun: "You treat your dad like this."
Luo made a grimace to him.
Lin Xun: "You need some beating."
Luo sat down next to him and played with the pointer, the two legs under the robe dangled.
He stretched his hand towards the pointer, and immediately the pointer's hair exploded, and he jumped back suddenly, waiting a little longer to tentatively gather up to see the stranger.
Lin Xun looked at him.
Then, he found that he had unconsciously hooked his lips and smiled like a loving father.
The text-type communication only appeared on the electronic screen, and it was still too flat. After turning into a holographic image, Luo's image suddenly became clear. Like a person.
He looked to Dongjun and found that Dongjun had been looking at him, and there was a slight mysterious smile in his eyes.
The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the cardinals are behind. He looks at Luo and Dongjun looks at him.
He looked at Dongjun's facial features for a while, and then went to see Luo.
"You two look a bit like that," he said.
"Is there." Dongjun said: "Like you a little more."
Lin Xun: "I don't see it like me, my eyes are like you."
"No," he said: "The eyes are shaped like you, but the color is like a pointer."
"The mouth is like you," Dongjun said.
"Then I might be blind." Lin Xun looked back at Luo, and saw that this thing mastered the skill of making funny cats. His right fingertip emitted a blue laser.
He asked Dongjun: "You added him new functions?"
I saw Dongjun waved his hand to Luo.
Luo Deng walked in front of him with his eyes drawn. Although his expression did not match well, his actions revealed his dexterity.
Dongjun reached out and touched Luo's hair: "I only found someone to design the image."
Lin Xun came over and said: "But he can even make funny cats."
Dongjun: "You set it yourself."
Lin Xun: "...oh."
Dongjun took out a small silver-white device, which was a ball. Lin Xun's mobile phone was set aside. He took it and buckled the ball on the side of the phone and next to the jack. After a slight click, the ball and the phone were tightly closed.
Lin Xun took it for observation, turned the phone a few times, and saw that there was a balancing device inside the ball, ensuring that no matter where the phone was placed and moved, a miniature lens in the device was always aimed forward. A trace of blue light appeared in the miniature lens, and the direction was the same as that of Luoshen—the source of the holographic projection.
In other words, as long as this lens is present, Luo's holographic projection can appear in any environment and follow him everywhere.
What level of black technology can achieve this level?
The galaxy is so horrible.
Lin Xun touched Dongjun and put his elbow on his shoulder: "You are so nice."
Dongjun gave him a cold, cold look: "Can't you change it?"
"It can't be changed, really." Lin Xun said: "Just be a lover, shouting'you' seems to adore you more."
Dongjun looked at him.
He leaned in and kissed Dong Dongjun's eyes: "Really, you gave me this, I want to die happy."
After all, seeing Dongjun's expression softened a little, he reached out and rubbed his hair.
Lin Xun felt that he had learned the character of his family Dongjun.
To some extent, Dong Jun and a certain pointer have similar temperaments, and sometimes they need to smooth their hair. But most of the time, this person is like a calm pointer, his temper is really good, that can no longer be called gentle, soft. When you are angry, just coax it. When you are not angry, you will get used to whatever you want to do.
Lin Xun had never seen his father before, but according to common sense, even his father might not treat him so well.
"I may have been a good person in my last life, otherwise how can I get along with you." Lin Xun was sentimental.
Dongjun raised his eyebrows.
Lin Xun: "But it's not that kind of big good guy."
Dongjun: "Why?"
Lin Xun: "Otherwise, I should have known you when you were a kid."
He looked at Luo who was having fun with the cat, not knowing why he blurted out: "I think you were so pretty when you were a kid."
"Character is not so cold, you can take a lollipop and turn home."
"Hmm," Dongjun's voice was very low, with a little nasal sound, how to listen and hook people, "Now you can also abduct.
"Then I abducted." Lin Xun hooked Dongjun's little finger: "Come, come home with brother."
Dongjun does not move.
Lin Xun pulled him to his side and deliberately softened his voice: "Give you candy."
Turning around, Dongjun held his shoulder, his back hit the soft back and fell into it.
Abducting abducted people is not restrained, and his trafficker seems to be unqualified.
However, the decoration style of Dongjun's home is so cold and hard-so a black, white, silver, gray, horizontal and vertical house, it is almost impossible to make the seven words "my host is cold" into a large LED screen, such as bed and carpet The place is very soft everywhere, and even such a large movement can't touch it.
Oh, and the sofa.
Dongjun's fingers separated his five fingers with slightly heavier force.
Dongjun: "You are distracted."
Dongjun: "What are you thinking?"
Lin Xun looked at him and blinked: "Your bed is quite soft."
Dongjun said lightly: "Are you sleeping here on the first day?"
Lin Xun: "No."
Lin Xun: "Thank you for letting me sleep peacefully for so many days."
Dongjun: "What do you want to say?"
Lin Xun didn't speak, but just used his fingers to draw circles in his palms. Dong Jun looked at his eyes, and then he looked away.
Dongjun began to kiss him.
He opened his lips and teeth obediently, and kissed anyone, anyway, he was most obedient. Not only will he be obedient, but he also knows to pull off the man's tie-the cold tie clip was still buttoned in the morning.
He feels that his legs are all right. Everyone is an adult. He can no longer let his boyfriend be wronged. Anyway, his knee is not a very important part.
But he soon discovered that the knee was really important, and it was important not to kneel.
It is a matter of course that the knee is stressed when the legs are folded. But when it is not folded, there is no place to put it. If you want to check someone's waist, or step on the shoulder, you need to use the knee joint.
In the end he gave up, anyway, his body was trembling softly, and no joints could hold his strength. And his family Dongjun is still gentle, even if he has no experience, he can feel that he is being specially cared for by him-gentle torture, like the Ferris wheel that sat a long time ago. He forgot everything and just climbed up to kiss, he actually liked the breathless feeling.
Finally Dongjun is coming out.
He wrapped his arms around Dongjun's shoulders and grunted to prevent him from getting up.
Dongjun looked at him, his eyes seemed surprised. Lin Xun's ears were hot, but the movement did not mean to give in. He buried his face on Dongjun's shoulders, raised his legs slightly around him, and waited for the thing to pour into himself before lifting his face again. He didn't know what he looked like now, and he might be a little timid.
Then, he saw a slight red in Dongjun's eyes.
A little bit crazy.
This was not the case just now.
-Then it was crazy.
A kiss that was several times heavier than before fell down, and when Lin Xun was about to suffocate to the point where the body's instinct to start struggling to survive, it took another three seconds to let go. Lin Xun's eyes turned black, and the colored stars were in him. His eyes fluttered, and he hadn't recovered. The soft flesh on his neck was caught. He hurt, as if being sucked by a beast. He was weak and said "pain", and his tone seemed to cry.
Crying failed to save him.
Similarly, begging for mercy didn't save him, shouting nothing.
He was obviously riding the ferris wheel in the middle of the night, and became a roller coaster in the middle of the night.
People always do things that they regret, he thought before he passed out.
He slept dimly until he felt that there was no one around him.
It was already dawn, and Dongjun put on his clothes in front of him and leaned over to kiss his forehead: "I go to the Galaxy."
Lin Xun ignored him by holding the quilt. He felt that he was being bullied a bit too much, and the marks on his skin still hurt.
Dongjun pressed him well, turned around and left, but he held Dongjun again and asked when he would come back.
Dongjun said at night.
Lin Xun just looked at him and didn't speak.
Dongjun changed his mouth and said, come back as soon as possible.
Lin Xun let him go.
After he left, the whole room was quiet, Lin Xun reached out his phone and swiped a group chat.
The cultivation world is peaceful, and there has been no invasion of monsters in the past two days. The peace has reached an abnormal level. Xiaoyaozi said that it is because the human world has strengthened itself.
Returning to the message interface, Qi Yun didn't know how many articles he abused him. He turned over indiscriminately. He learned that this person went to dinner with the crew, and finally no one came to pick him up. He was almost taken away by the director "Shun Lu", thanks to Brother Chang Ji Finally, the group meeting was over, and I almost received it.
Everything is normal, he feels he is still groggy, and it is estimated that water has entered his mind. After throwing away his phone, he fell asleep again almost the next second.
It was quite sober in the dream.
He was climbing the wall carefully, not the wall of his own house. Underneath is his sister, who is supporting him with a ladder.
Lin Xun wondered that he had never done such a thing as a kid and a kid, really. He has been a good kid since he was young, and there is no child who is more obedient than him. Every day, he is mixed in the technical forum of the deep net. There is no matter what kind of people he has dealt with and what he has done. Don't take someone else's stitches.
There is a thick parthenocissus on this wall, a deep piece of green, he was a little afraid of the ladder slipping, and looked down carefully.
At this look, the heart jumped. Diagonally opposite is the window of the living room on the first floor, and the curtains were half drawn, and he could see clearly. On the floor is a woman, a woman lying down, with long black hair, a beautiful face, eyes closed, as if she was asleep. Her eyelashes are very long, like black butterflies perched on her eyes.
She also has a beautiful neck, but the part below the neck is covered with white cloth, and there is only a faint human figure.
The vague cognition or memory in the dream tells him that this is a dead woman. The reason why her sleeping face is so quiet is because she died of suicide.
Opposite this woman, on the sofa, was sitting a man in black. He lowered his head and could not see the expression. The ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts. Three minutes later, I haven’t seen him move, unlike Living people, like a black statue.
Lin Xun knew why he had to climb the ladder. Facing such a man, no one dared to knock on the door of the living room and go up the stairs in the building.
He settled his mind, grasped the handrail of the ladder, and continued to climb carefully. The balcony railing was within reach. He flipped up lightly and crossed, not like a novice, like a habitual offender, walking a few steps on the balcony and pushing a window open.
This is a piano room, in the middle of the room, a huge Steinway black grand piano.
It was Steinway, yes, subconsciously told him that this piano will flow out very beautiful music.
At this time, there was a man sitting on the piano stool, but he was not playing the piano. He seemed to be staring at the black and white keys. A very slender figure with long black hair like the woman downstairs. He was wearing a delicate white silk shirt, his head slightly lowered, and his side face was quiet and beautiful.
But he seemed very sad, Lin Xun thought.
Hearing the movement, he looked up.
Lin Xun felt that he had never seen such beautiful eyes.
But he has never seen such an empty pair of eyes.
The person inside is like a pretty doll with no life. And he wanted him to smile.
He reached into his pocket with a lollipop already prepared in colorful colors, which he bought a lot in the store. After trying it again, he chose the best one.
He reached into the window with the hand holding the lollipop.
"Give you sugar."